Faced with Lu Shufen's questions, Chiang Qing didn't reply, but her indifferent and silent expression, along with the tears that fell, was already a silent answer.
Seeing this, Lu Shufen understood immediately; her defenses shattered, and she broke down crying on the table.
What kind of sin is this, her precious daughter, tangled with an old man old enough to be her grandfather, the child she raised with so much care, had become someone else's plaything.
It was like a knife stabbing into her heart!
Chiang Qing wasn't moved by Lu Shufen's wailing in the slightest. She only wiped the corner of her eye and calmly said, "Stop crying, I still have questions for you!"
Lu Shufen lifted her head, wanting to reach out and touch her face, but was stopped by the prison guard, so she could only say, "Qingqing, Qingqing, my dear, you've suffered."
The family collapsed, some imprisoned, but why must Qingqing suffer like this, when her daughter did nothing wrong!
